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The world in bloom as time floats by and quick.Loud thunder cracks. Rain must be getting near.I set traps for myself. Try any trick.To slow what won’t, same time, same place, each year.
William J Spirdione
Jenine Bsharah Baines
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Oh, how my soul yearns for rain!!!!!
J…Jen…Jeni…Jenine... Proper names are poetry in the raw. (W.H. Auden) Poet, singer, seeker, hippie grandmother gleefully revealing herself
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